An Ode to Misery

An ode to our dear friend, misery:

Life is a monotonous drudgery, a sinuous, sentient maze that reveals sinister revelations, conniving contradictions to convince you life is worth living. It continuously creates credible, wondrous creatures, then tells you something sensuous and sensational is around the corner, you just need to go on a little farther, live a little longer, have another glass of wine. But life is deceptive, because something better rarely ever is. Then life repeats itself, repeats its beautiful lies, and we continue to believe. We are all just pendulous puppets of life’s power trip, as it controls our plight and misery with a smile, pulling our strings every chance it gets. Your equanimity wont matter, life’s treacherous lessons will leave you tremulous, alone and melancholy. Life will treat you churlishly, because life is miserable. Life will drag you into its trenches and dig its heinous claws into you, never allowing you to escape, not until deaths final surrender.

But there’s a flaw in life’s fatal plan to make us all miserable before we rot, decay and die. Misery loves company. So maybe if we’re all miserable together, we’ll all be happy together. Together, maybe, just maybe, we can all finally live in the euphoric ecstasy that we all desire. And maybe that’s the point life is trying to make, we all need each other to be happy. If we all have to rot and decay anyway, let’s do it together and enjoy the ride.